Watching him deal mercilessly with those men in masks, Blair exhaled through her lips. She hadn't thought he could be this strong, she hated to admit that she loved the way his huge muscles would contract whenever he was dealing with them.
What was she doing? you're betrothed to Sebastian, you know. Blair reminded herself, facepalming.
Mirth was gleaming in her green eyes as she gazed at him further. His eyes held a type of seriousness she had never seen before. He was cold, fearless, and merciless.
Zephyr could see them charging at him from every corner, he steadied himself while holding the silver weapon in his hands, firmly. Whether they were humans or wolves, all of them would have to smell their blood wafting in the air before they died. That was a promise he made to himself.
Unfortunately for him, the wolves had used their mind-link to communicate with each other.
